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THIRTY | NIGHT-BLOOMING WHITEDRIFT
Lily
Pine trees arched above them, bottle-green needles thick enough to cast the day in shadow. Lily wriggled her fingers, her hand snug against Elijah’s.“Look.” He pulled her gently to a halt. “Just there.” Using their joined hands, he pointed to the blur of green ahead of them. Even squinting, her eyes better attuned to the world than most of the creatures that shared their continent, she was hard-pressed to make out more than a smudge of brown and grey amongst the brush of green that made up the horizon.
“What is it?”
“That’s my – home.”
She frowned over his sudden pause, loosening her grip on his hand as she wondered what it was he’d originally intended to say. She’d softened towards him during their journey – alarmingly so – and yet she still
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